Final Stand

the sun begins to set,

the night does approach,

it is here by your side,

where we shall face all that it

has to bring,

it is here where we shall make

our final stand;

no more running,

no more hiding,

no more interference,

no more pretending;

no more fear;

traveling the miles and years,

without understanding or direction,

without purpose or clarity,

uncertainty passes,

all that is not important

begins to fade,

withering roots come back to life,

brave new universes lie patiently in wait,

seeking shelter, within cool pockets

of summer shade,

the land of promise lies ahead,

for this moment we have searched

all our lives;

we have come home

to live,

we have come home

to die;

take my hand,

together we will survive

the destruction,

together we shall face

the storm;

together, we shall

make this final stand.

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